Jonah 1:11
Translations
King James Version (KJV)
Then said they to him, What shall we do to you, that the sea may be calm to us? for the sea worked, and was tempestuous.
American King James Version (AKJV)
Then said they to him, What shall we do to you, that the sea may be calm to us? for the sea worked, and was tempestuous.
American Standard Version (ASV)
Then said they unto him, What shall we do unto thee, that the sea may be calm unto us? for the sea grew more and more tempestuous.
Basic English Translation (BBE)
And they said to him, What are we to do to you so that the sea may become calm for us? For the sea was getting rougher and rougher.
Webster's Revision
Then said they to him, What shall we do to thee, that the sea may be calm to us? for the sea wrought, and was tempestuous.
World English Bible
Then they said to him, "What shall we do to you, that the sea may be calm to us?" For the sea grew more and more stormy.
English Revised Version (ERV)
Then said they unto him, What shall we do unto thee, that the sea may be calm unto us? for the sea grew more and more tempestuous.
Definitions for Jonah 1:11
Clarke's Jonah 1:11 Bible Commentary
What shall we do unto thee - In these poor men there was an uncommon degree of humanity and tender feeling.
Barnes's Jonah 1:11 Bible Commentary
What shall we do unto thee? - They knew him to be a prophet; they ask him the mind of his God. The lots had marked out Jonah as the cause of the storm; Jonah had himself admitted it, and that the storm was for "his" cause, and came from "his" God . "Great was he who fled, greater He who required him. They dare not give him up; they cannot conceal him. They blame the fault; they confess their fear; they ask "him" the remedy, who was the author of the sin. If it was faulty to receive thee, what can we do, that God should not be angered? It is thine to direct; ours, to obey."
The sea wrought and was tempestuous - , literally "was going and whirling." It was not only increasingly tempestuous, but, like a thing alive and obeying its Master's will, it was holding on its course, its wild waves tossing themselves, and marching on like battalions, marshalled, arrayed for the end for which they were sent, pursuing and demanding the runaway slave of God . "It was going, as it was bidden; it was going to avenge its Lord; it was going, pursuing the fugitive prophet. It was swelling every moment, and, as though the sailors were too tardy, was rising in yet greater surges, shewing that the vengeance of the Creator admitted not of delay."
